I thought it might be interesting for us to hear some stories
about your best buddy. The mainstay, that's always there, wagging it's tail
when you show up.
Today, after a month or so of burning the candle at both ends, I decided to
spend some time with my buddy, and took Massey into the shop with me.
She is a 7 month old English Mastiff, weighing in at 75lbs. Her dad is 240lbs,
and mom is 150lbs. Actually, she is the wife's dog, but they humor me.
We where in the shop. I was doing things, and she was playing with the 3 or 4 chewy toys I'd
brought for her. Once she got bored with them, she started to cuddle up to
my legs as I tried to work. That's the nature of the breed. They seek affection, and
will persist, until they get your attention. She did, so I sat on the floor with her, and
scratched her behind the ears. She was happy. She even purred a bit. Just as I thought
to myself, how nice it was to have a buddy, that was happy, and in tune with me, she
curled around, and did what dogs do. She licked herself. After a couple minutes
of questioning her, believe it or not, she did the dreaded, "bite my own tail thing".
I guess she was in her comfort zone, but I'm starting to wonder about my Buddy.